I am going to categorize this post in a list of “things I have been planning to write about but haven’t had time to yet.” The reason why will present itself as this unfolds, so bear with me. Today I want to talk about Pure Barre. Specifically, how I found it, and why I love it!
Things have been relatively quiet here on the blog for the past two (ok, more like 3) months. I know this. That is because I’ve been a wee bit busy taking on a new adventure! If you asked me at the beginning of 2014 what I thought I’d be doing by this time in 2015, I never would have dreamed it up. So, let’s start from the beginning.
How I found Pure Barre
I had a pretty strict gym routine. Justin and I would head to the gym on most weeknights (and some weekend mornings) to weight train and get in some cardio. All of a sudden in late April, disaster struck. I developed a painful case of tendonitis in my left thumb, which made it impossible for me to attempt gripping weights and putting any kind of stress on my wrist. What was I to do? I moped around for a few weeks in self pity, heading to the gym but just running like a hamster in a wheel on the treadmill. Fun fact: I hate running on the treadmill. I knew there had to be something else.
So, I took to the Internet and thought about trying something completely new for a change. It just so happened that I’d been hearing about Pure Barre classes from a few acquaintances, so I looked up where the nearest studio was located. I registered for my first class and headed there the next day. And the rest is history.
The first class
I’m not going to lie – even if you are a physically fit individual, taking your first Pure Barre class is going to be a bit of a new experience (and a challenge). You’ll work muscles you didn’t know existed. You’ll be a little overwhelmed as you go through the routine. Paying attention to the teacher is important and confusing at first. You’ll have to learn the difference between a tuck and a pulse, and realize that making one inch movements is a LOT harder than you would think.
I went in thinking I was going to be good at it, and I quickly realized that it was going to take a few classes to understand the technique fully. It does, by the way – I would say you need to take at least 3-5 classes to fully understand what is happening and to get comfortable. On my very first class I experienced what it felt like to have my legs shake (which is a scary scenario when you first see it happening, but you learn to embrace it for how great it is). I honestly needed help getting up out of bed the day after my first class: I was so sore! But in a good way.
After the first class, I knew I was hooked on Pure Barre. I found myself attending classes regularly, and getting excited to hop in my car to go to the studio. My flexibility increased SO dramatically, as well as my core strength. I went from being able to get about a third of the way into a splits position into almost fully sitting into the splits a few months later. Being able to physically see how much more flexible and strong my body was getting was definitely a huge hook. That, paired with the flow of class, the music, and the interaction and support I received during classes. It all added up.
The next step
About 6 months after taking my first Pure Barre class (late November 2014), an opportunity presented itself. A new Pure Barre studio is opening nearby, and at that time they were searching for teachers. I immediately jumped on the opportunity and got in touch. Despite my fear and nervousness, I auditioned. What did I have to lose, I thought? The next thing I knew, I was being booked on a flight to South Carolina to attend teacher training for four days the following week. What?!?!
Training was a whirlwind. Pure Barre from 8am to 4pm in the training facility, but really more like eating, sleeping, and breathing Pure Barre 24 hours a day. I was able to bond with my fellow teachers during that time – it felt like we were all college roommates as we sat in our hotel room eating pizza and studying into the wee hours of the night. Who would have thought that after meeting as complete strangers at the airport on a Wednesday night that we’d end up being fast friends by Sunday?
After returning home, it was crunch time. I spent the next few weeks practicing diligently so I could take my teacher test. There were days that I just wanted to throw in the towel and sit down on the floor and cry; it got a bit overwhelming to balance work, practicing, getting errands/chores done, and having some personal time to myself. But thankfully it was all worth it in the end, and now I am so excited to be able to help others to get the most out of their Pure Barre experience alongside me when the studio opens in a few short weeks! The journey continues…
Have you been to a barre class before?